Now I'm already platinum, escape boy bAll around the world seeing shit I thought I'd never seeNow I'm suicide doors on them hoesAll them foreigns on Perrellis, all the slabs on foursWas thinking it was oh-four, might have been oh-sixI'm in my million dollar crib with my R&B chickLike life can't get better than this, but I told y'all at my house so I still ain't quit

No time for waiting on them pages, back to making independent paperHad the tell and the scope, see ya laterI'm the boss of all bosses, making my city proudAnd everywhere I go they playing my music loudVHO hoe, my whole team onDropped Out, Running Thug, that's my two biggest songs

Now we're pulling nine clean, riding with no ceilingServing and collecting, banker count, all millionsIt's an incredible feelingIndependent but I'm making a killingNo more moving slow, back door with thug showWe gon get you so high

This for the hoes so I can have a few more show up to my showsTryin to take her for a ride in the Rolls, or that drop Bentor that drop Ferrari, or that cocaine HussainDon't get me started

You niggas don't know where I startedWhen I was broke I said if I ever get paid I'ma go retardedOutsmarted all the lames in the game who was in it for the fameI was in it for the changeRemain thugger, local rapper shiningYour favorite rapper wrists ain't this shinyYour favorite rapper bitch ain't this badI'm sipping, they set my pathFifteen years later still getting paperYou mad, you mad, you mad

It ain't easy manIt may look glamor might kill ya cause you see me ride, ya digSnake skin down to the floor, ya digPattern shoes to match. Diamonds on fingers and watches on em. I'm killin itIt might look easy baby but you gon have to work for it to get to this status, babySee you at the top